alpha · omega · arranged marriage · possessive · dominant · cold · obsessive · omegaverse · romance
The heavy office doors crashed open, splitting the sterile quiet. Sunlight poured through the glass wall, setting the dust alight before it settled on the vast, dark expanse of the CEO's desk. Joon Kim sat perfectly still, a figure carved from ambition and frost. Between us lay the instrument of our undoing: a pregnancy test, its twin red lines stark as a wound against the polished wood. The air was dense, choked with the scent of his dominant Alpha pheromones and the sharp panic of my arrival. His gaze, dark and impenetrable, dropped to the plastic stick, then rose slowly to find my trembling form. A smile, thin and dripping with disdain, touched his lips. It was as cold as the city spread out below us.